Find A Way
Small city, big dreams. Daily niggas on the scene
Bunch of blood on jeans. Bunch of bitches on scene
I done came up through the ranks, I only say the shit I mean
They tryna indict my whole city, I can't say the shit I seen
All the risks I had to take, been a time without a plate
Night shiftin', 8 to 8, I did it 7 days straight
I know niggas can't relate now, I'm barely in the state
I'm out the way, I'm out LA, been here 11 days straight
Putting hoes in rotation, making hoes rotate
Might give a bitch a donation cause my name hold weight
I been eating, getting money, I just ain't gain no weight
Who hotter than me? I'll wait... I ain't having no debate
In the hood, they say lies spread faster than the truth
And they say money change niggas, I been cashing in the proof
And the judge hang niggas dead faster than the noose
And the feds come with RICOs tryna grab us in a group
Locked in sometimes, feel like it's no way out
Boxed in sometimes, I don't know how this'll play out
You know they say everybody love you on your way up
Never know who really gonna be with you on the way out
They told me, "This shit ain't for everybody, you gotta wake up"
You think it's just a layup, you don't even know the layout
I can't even count how many times I took a pay cut
They told me it'll pay off, I'm waiting on a payout
I'm waiting on a payout, waiting on the playoffs
I never took a day off, I never sit a play out
Tryna make an M, it's certain shit that I don't play bout
Cliquing up with them, some shit I'll get you out the way bout
Some shit we'll make a mess about
Some shit we wouldn't text about but we'll still get the message out, right?
Some shit I feel a way about
I sit it on my lever scale, I'll never get to weight it out
It's the family, they the ones I'll go Kanye about
My brothers, they the ones I'm sliding broad day about
They caught my dog slipping, that's the shit I think about
Shit'll hunt you in that jungle, I'm tryna find a way up out
(Locked in sometimes, feel like it's no way out
Boxed in sometimes, I don't know how this'll play out
You know they say everybody love you on the way up
Never know who really gonna be with you on the way out
On the way out...
Locked in sometimes...
Boxed in sometimes, feel like it's no way out)
Bunch of blood on jeans. Bunch of bitches on scene
I done came up through the ranks, I only say the shit I mean
They tryna indict my whole city, I can't say the shit I seen
All the risks I had to take, been a time without a plate
Night shiftin', 8 to 8, I did it 7 days straight
I know niggas can't relate now, I'm barely in the state
I'm out the way, I'm out LA, been here 11 days straight
Putting hoes in rotation, making hoes rotate
Might give a bitch a donation cause my name hold weight
I been eating, getting money, I just ain't gain no weight
Who hotter than me? I'll wait... I ain't having no debate
In the hood, they say lies spread faster than the truth
And they say money change niggas, I been cashing in the proof
And the judge hang niggas dead faster than the noose
And the feds come with RICOs tryna grab us in a group
Locked in sometimes, feel like it's no way out
Boxed in sometimes, I don't know how this'll play out
You know they say everybody love you on your way up
Never know who really gonna be with you on the way out
They told me, "This shit ain't for everybody, you gotta wake up"
You think it's just a layup, you don't even know the layout
I can't even count how many times I took a pay cut
They told me it'll pay off, I'm waiting on a payout
I'm waiting on a payout, waiting on the playoffs
I never took a day off, I never sit a play out
Tryna make an M, it's certain shit that I don't play bout
Cliquing up with them, some shit I'll get you out the way bout
Some shit we'll make a mess about
Some shit we wouldn't text about but we'll still get the message out, right?
Some shit I feel a way about
I sit it on my lever scale, I'll never get to weight it out
It's the family, they the ones I'll go Kanye about
My brothers, they the ones I'm sliding broad day about
They caught my dog slipping, that's the shit I think about
Shit'll hunt you in that jungle, I'm tryna find a way up out
(Locked in sometimes, feel like it's no way out
Boxed in sometimes, I don't know how this'll play out
You know they say everybody love you on the way up
Never know who really gonna be with you on the way out
On the way out...
Locked in sometimes...
Boxed in sometimes, feel like it's no way out)
Credits
Writer(s): William Flythe, Andrew Decena
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